My Future Stepbrother

Chapter 93

Jayce used the locks on his doors, all of them. I tried to explain through the bathroom door but since there was no response I don’t know if he heard any of it.

Then he left without me.

I never meant to make him angry like that, Chad texting me was supposed to make things easier not harder.

Brie came to get me and I hunted all day for Jayce but nothing, he wouldn’t answer my calls or texts. By the end of the day I was getting desperate, I stood by his car knowing he’d have to come by some time. Eventually as the school became almost completely empty I saw him coming down the path but he got to the door like I wasn’t there and attempted to get in without even talking to me.

“Seriously Jayce? This is a bit much don’t you think? Look I’m sorry, I’m so sorry but I can’t be held responsible for what someone else writes in a text! Please talk to me.” I run my hand down his arms and lean my body into his back.

I can feel him shudder under my touch as I hold him from behind and run my fingers over his abs. I plant a tiny kiss on the back of his shoulder blades and his head falls back.

“You’re making it very hard for me to stay mad at you right now.” He huffs.

I move my body around to face him and look up into his eyes, sucking my lower lip into my mouth and biting at it.

“Want me to make it harder?”

I cup him through his jeans and a growl passes his lips.

“Lee, someone is going to see us.” He looks around at the empty car park.

“Let them.” I stand on my tiptoes and bite gently on his lower lip.

It’s too much for him, he pulls open the car door and pushes me into the back seat. Before he even has a chance to get in I pull my underwear off ready. He pulls the door shut and I start unbuckling his jeans, pulling them down to his knees then straddling his hips.

He smirks at me. “No foreplay?”

I smirk back. “Fuck foreplay.” And slam myself down onto his hard cock.

I don’t get a chance to scream as his tongue is immediately in my mouth. I push my hands against his shoulders, flattening his back to the seat as I start to ride him.

His hands grab a firm hold of my ass and squeezes roughly, his tongue attacks mine in an Aleah’s mouth free-for-all.

His hands don’t let go of their grip and force my hips to start circling like I did that night on the boat.

He groans loudly and I’m so glad this car has tinted windows, although I’m sure if someone decided to push themselves up against the glass they could definitely  see everything. I don’t care.

The circling of my hips feels amazing but it’s not quite giving me the animal release I need. I stop, grabbing the headrest behind his head to leverage myself and placing my knees deeply into the seats either side of his hips. Then I start sliding up and down on that dick like I’m riding a damn pogo-stick!

His legs start to shake and buckle bellow me as he bites into my lip to stop the screams. It’s no use, as the full throttle of my speed kicks into gear he throws his head back, screaming my name as he empties himself into me. I make sure to milk every last drop.

His arms pull me closer into him as he pulls out of me. My limbs a quaking mess, he kisses me.

“Maybe I should get mad at you more often.”

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Jayce seemed to mind much less that I was going to rehearsal and even that I would be meeting Chad after our little car romp. It had obviously given him the reassurance he needed.

He dropped me off at the studio and even kissed me passionately goodbye before he left, I’d clearly done something right.

Brie had a new girl, Fiona, in learning the routines ready to take over from Cindy. She was a nice girl but despite being in the class for years, and being good, she still hadn’t been part of a showcase and it showed. She was so nervous just preforming solo in front of me, I really hoped I could get her confidence up by the time the competition came in a few days.

Harley couldn’t seem to keep a straight face as we danced and as class came to an end and we sat with Brie down I found out why.

“Brie remember that super power I have, well Aleah has it all lit up like a damn Christmas tree.”

Brie turned to me and laughed.

“What are you two talking about?” I ask, utterly confused.

Harley looks at me and squints his eyes. “I’m going to guess about twenty minutes before she got here, and it was good too.”

Brie stood mouth open as she looked at me. “Damn it Aleah! Is that why you were so late?”

I just looked between the two of them. “Seriously, what the fuck are you two on about?”

Harley chuckled. “I can smell sex dear, and you my love reek of it! I’m going to bet it was in the alley round back..”

I slap his arm and laugh. “It wasn’t in the alley.. it was the school car park.”

They both almost collapse at my words. “Damn girl! You and that hunky blonde teddy bear of yours are nasty!” Harley howls.

“Well considering you had Josh balls deep down your throat just out front a few nights ago, I don’t think you’re in a position to preach here.” I shoot back.

His mouth falls open. “How did you...?” Brie erupts into giggles again and Harley locks eyes with her. “Oh you pervy little witch!” And he proceeds to chase her down the hall.

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I was just helping Brie pack up the chairs when Chad came waltzing into the room like he owned the place.

“Aw! I missed the good bit?” He complained realising we were the only ones left and he wouldn’t get to see any actual dancing.

“I told you to wait in the car, you really can’t follow a simple set of instructions can you?”

He grabbed my hand and pulled me into his arms, dipping me like we’d just finished a stunning ballroom routine. “Come on senorita, show me some moves.” I stop, looking into those glistening brown eyes, with just a hint of honey. His usually clean shaven face supporting a rugged five o’clock stubble.

I hear coughing from behind me and see Brie standing with her arms folded across her chest looking menacingly at my current position.

I fought out of the hold and stood, straightening out the non-existent wrinkles in my shorts and sports bra.

“Make yourself useful and move those chairs to the wall for me, I’ll go get changed quick.”

He looks me up and down. “Just go like that, you look..”

I don’t want to know the end of that sentence, I just walk away to the toilets to change.

I had managed to leave my underwear in Jayce’s car so I had to leave my shorts on under my dress, not exactly the most flattering outfit but it would do. I couldn’t exactly go out somewhere with Chad, in a short dress, without anything covering my bits.

We made it to Kelly’s and I wanted to bowl over from hunger. Dance rehearsals were amazing for my figure but killing my already insatiable appetite.

As I tried just to concentrate on the final piece we needed to get done today my stomach protested loudly.

“You really need to eat.” Chad chuckles at me.

“I know, we’ll get this bit done and call it. There’ll be left overs at home waiting for me.” If I made it that far without collapsing that is.

“Want to go to Johnny’s? Best pizza you’ll ever have and it’s around the corner from here.”

Pizza. Oh my god I could murder a slice of tomato cheesy goodness right about now. 

“How far is it?”

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I bite down on the deep pan base, covered in more cheese than it should be possible to fit on a single slice of pizza and I’m in heaven.

“Oh. My. God.” I moan.

“You have a very sexual relationship with food, has anyone ever told you that?” He says, eyeing up my new tomato lover.

“Food never cheats on you, it never leaves you unsatisfied, it’s always there when you need it. If women could learn how to have babies with pizza then men would no longer serve a purpose.”

I’m rambling but I’m also seriously considering leaving Jayce for this pizza so you know....

“Wow, I never thought I’d be so happy to not be your boyfriend. Can’t be good for his ego to be so easily replaceable.”

I laugh. “Not sure that would have been a problem for you, you’ve got enough ego to spare losing a bit.”

He nudges me jokingly and I almost fall from the counter, him catching me at the last minute and getting pizza sauce from his hands all over my dress.

“Oh shit! Ally sorry!” He grabs a napkin but there’s no chance it’s coming out.

“It’s fine Chad.” I giggle taking the napkin from him. “Most of my stuff is used to being covered in pizza sauce anyway.” I’m not exactly the best at not spilling food on myself, my mum wouldn’t let me have spaghetti without a bib until I was twelve.

“I’m still sorry, I forget how weak and fragile you are sometimes.”

I look at him, shooting daggers. “Weak and fragile? I’ll show you fragile you arse!”

“Wait Ally, I didn’t mean it like-” but it’s too late. I plant my hand into the pizza sauce left on my plate and then slap it straight onto the chest of Chads bright white t-shirt. I drag my hand over it, using like a wash cloth to clean my hand and marvelling at my saucy art work.

I wait for his rebuttal but he just laughs. “Yep, should have seen that one coming.” He jokes, staring down at the mess of a shirt he’s now wearing.

He pulls his phone out and takes a selfie of us covered in sauce. I grin a bit too big but he just looks so damn funny.

“Johnny should have this printed on the menu, look, there’s even sauce still on your face! If that isn’t a satisfied customer I don’t know what is.”

I look at the image and see the sauce I realise must still be on my chin. I try to rub it off but by the look on Chads face I’m being unsuccessful.

“Jesus, let me do it.” He grabs another napkin and dips it in his water before holding my face and cleaning me like a child.

“Thanks Dad!” I joke.

He finishes but doesn’t let go of my chin, looking me directly in the eye. “Not exactly how I’d hoped you’d call me Daddy but I’ll take it.”

Why does he always have to say stuff like that?.... And why do I like it so much when he does?

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